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Poster: Dudley Dead Date: Jul 20, 2010 2:54pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry's coma

Yeah , Tower was a blast . I am guessing you were there in the 80's ? Just nutszo .
Even in sleepy south Orange County , it was well..
Like the time The Manger, the Assistant, and the manger under her , got pulled over for pot, leaving NO ONE to do any of close the store , etc. ( the cops were merciful, and let them off )
Like the time we had an employee meeting at 6 am, and my boss pulls out a pistol and fires it off , "WAKE UP" ( it was a blank pistol, but still ).
Coke coming in the transbox
The Halloween where we had a water ballon fight and hit costumers
throwing the "Duracell battery rack off the roof to get it on Letterman
( should have seen the reps face when I told him what happen to his battery rack)
Playing "Axis and Allies" in the boss's office, he would call the players off their reg. to do their turn . Parties in the store . etc etc etc.
And all the crazy, people that came trough there ...
Yes it was fun ( weren't paid well, but got tons of promos ) .
I was not there but , Weir came in with Wassermann , one time .
In the Classical front I met a bunch of folks who played with the great conductors, and composers . Not Classical, but I did meet the great arranger Billy May ( Sinatra etc.) . Got paid to talk to people about music .
Miss it .

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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Jul 20, 2010 8:38pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry's coma

pretty damn close. End of 80's through 91. Seems like craziness ran throughout all the Towers. I remember boss and crew drinking around the corner and getting the tab reimbursed through the register with the slip reading " employee relations" haha

Being called into the Boss's office for things that had nothing to do with work ( NO not THAT sickos )

Meeting crazies everyday, regulars, friends, freaks off the street like this manic guy known as ROAR that would come in and start doing push ups.Friends of friends associated with the Hog Farm and assorted family and the funny thing was is all the " alternative" people who worked there with all their piercings and eyeliner never seemed to be able to score anything harder than Vodka ( not for lack of trying ) meanwhile some of these older folks ( ones that I hung out with which had an even extra bonus of always getting me into the bar under age )who you wouldn't think by looking at them were doing all sorts of crazy shit.

And the artists? Talented as hell and definitely each one of a kind

The buyers buying great shit that people HAD to have even if the store couldn't sell it

Me - I wasn't a buyer I was shipping/receiving so I didn't get first dibs on the promos especially the clean ones but I remember the clueless types wondering why I would grab shit that no one liked not realizing they could go around the block and trade and sell them.

Folks like Lars Ulrich coming in 5 min till closing and being given shit by the alternachick running the reg because he was buying metal mags him and his friends were in. Unknown band at the time Primus coming in to give out free tix to staff.

Lots of stories, many I shouldn't be telling here.

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Poster: Dudley Dead Date: Jul 21, 2010 7:12am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry's coma

Yes, some of the stories are best kept quit . It wasn't all roses: being paid shit, here is a word that should make you clench your sphincter ..."Inventory" ...
I became more "pro" as time went on, some sanity was truthfully was welcome .
Bur when Tower started hurting, it was a long sad decline . And when the banks got their claws into us , and we started doing centralized buying And returns , returns, returns, ( my Bach section went from 6+ racks down to 1 ), the bean counters were killing us . ( I see this happening a Borders, I used to be able to browse and find all sorts of cool stuff , now ,do they just want me to go online ?).
The local Orange County paper did an article on the store that bough me some time , but the end was near . Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.